02-13-2009, 08:09 PM
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I'll pass on the desserts...but I'll take extra helpings of meat!
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Location: Southern Georgia
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Re: A Tale to Last Eons, or a Death Wish? (Ranny)
This guy is good... Ceto thought as he decided to activate Snow Staff and see what snowballing the man would do. However, Alain simply put a shocking look on his face for about a minute or so and then continued to fight. With the now snowball ends of Blizzaron, Ceto attempted physical attacks again, trying to stay as close to the man as possible. To Ceto, Alain appeared to be the kind of guy who was trained to battle someone on a horse, even though the horse body was part of him, so he dared not attempt to charge.
"I see you know how to handle a horse. But I'm afraid Centaurs are different, especially those who use magic!" Ceto warned. Somehow, he thought it'd be a good idea to get rid of the long axe-like weapon strapped to Alain's back for fear that the man might use it to try to gain more range. Then again, how could he when he moved around trying to attack so much?
Still screwing around with Snow Staff, Ceto soon came up with an idea, a rather bizarre one, but it was bound to work. With a strategic twirl of Blizzaron again, he made sure to hit Alain so he landed on his stomach when touching the ground once more. At the same time, Ceto secretly used Ice Cube to create a hand-sized cube and once Alain was down again, he crouched, unstrapped the back of the armor, pulled on the man's pants, and stuffed the freezing-cold cube down them.
"WHOAAAAH! AAAAH!" Alain screamed, jumping up from the coldness pressed against his rear end. Although it was strange, stuffing ice cubes in people's clothes was a strategy Ceto used quite often to distract his opponent. While Alain was struggling with the cube in his pants, Ceto carefully aimed Blizzaron once more and fired at the axe weapon.
Instead of hitting the weapon, however, the ice balls had corrupted Alain's path, causing him to accidentally let go of his gladius and send it flying right into the path of Ceto's gut. Ceto, just barely quick enough to evade it, lost his balance and tripped over a small rock behind him.
"AAAH! DAMN IT!" he shouted, frustrated at his own dumb mistake. Luckily for him, though, Alain still had ice down his pants.
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